The Amazing Flying Herbert: Admission $1

I have always wanted a Betta fish.  I think they are beautiful and soothing to watch.  My passionate PETA self justifies having one because they are Japanese puddle fish and enjoy living in small spaces.  In order to make myself feel better when I lost my job, I adapted one from PETCO and named him Herbert.  I really enjoy watching him swim and talking to him in his tank while I attempt to cook.  Although I have to admit it feels wrong admiring Herbert while preparing fish.


The other day it was his turn to eat.  I opened the top of his tank and he jumped out.  Herbert landed on the counter and than fell onto the floor.  He was flopping around on the ground between the dogs' dishes while they were eating. I started to screech and tried scooping him up.  My Yorkie started barking at either the fish or the unnatural sounds coming out of my mouth.  The Silky took this opportunity to eat his brother's food while we were distracted.  Thankfully they did not try to eat him.  After multiple attempts, I was successful in catching him in my hands and putting him back in his tank.  Once he was back home, he ate his blood worm food like nothing had happened. 

Success of the Day:  Learning from Herbert that sometimes you need to take a leap of faith

Pink Inspiration:  My pink cell phone that I wanted to use in order to call 911 during the all the chaos

Party Poodle

This weekend I had lunch and went shopping in the swanky district of downtown Birmingham (Michigan) with my mother.  While there, I had to pay homage to my favorite posh pet boutique.  This store sells so many beautiful items for the most privileged pooches.  In fact, both of my dogs sport collars are from this pet palace.  However, the store is not limited to only merchandise, it also sell designer puppies.  The featured dog du jour was a party poodle.  This tiny toy was an adorable little chap with a chocolate brown face and white body.  He was beautiful and full of energy.  He was even waving to my mother and me through the glass enclosure.  The sales associate and sister of the owner gave us her expert knowledge about him.  I asked her “what exactly is a party poodle?”  I was told “two different colored poodles are bred to get a desired mix of colors in distinct areas.  For example, this little boy was conceived from a chocolate poodle and a white poodle in order to achieve a colored face and white body.”  As she carried on, all I could think was that two doggies simply had a party in their pants.

It is disturbing to me that people are breeding dogs for thousand dollar profits when there are millions of homeless pets.  This includes pure breeds and designer dogs.  If you wanted a party poodle, you could find and adopt a party poodle.  The upside: you will be the proud owner of the exact breed you want, you are paying a fraction of the price, and most importantly an animal is saved from a shelter lifestyle.  The down side:  you will not have the breed paperwork, but do you really need it?  Do you show admirers the receipt for your Louboutins when you wear them?

On the flip side of my soap box, I have to give credit to the genius mind that came up with the creative idea to design their own breed of dog for a profit.   This made me realize that there are endless possibilities for me to flex my creative muscles and make money.  I have always day dreamed about being an artist, an author, a jewelry designer, a photographer, or a fashion designer.  Since I am in a career transition, this is the perfect time to make my aspirations come true.  I have the time to learn these crafts.  Who knows…maybe one of these castles in the sky will turn into my new career?

Success of the Day:  Gaining the moxy to follow my dreams

Pink Inspiration: A pink dog t-shirt with rhinestones being sold in the boutique for $125.  I have bought my dogs similar ones for $2.50 and glued on the bling myself.